HAMPTON, mikayla rae

[MIKAYLA RAE HAMPTON]

MIKAYLA RAE HAMPTON. EIGHTEEN. THE GREASERS. TAYLOR WARREN.

the personality

mmm, are you a cop? am I being questioned? no, I don't think so. you haven't bothered to tell me that I have the right to remain silent, that I can have a lawyer, and all that bullshit that they come up with. besides, you just don't have that look that's needed for it, you look far too innocent, naive, you probably think that having a pretty girl around means that you're completely safe. you can take that however you want, as a warning, a threat, or as a joke. look, time is important to me when I'm not doing anything interesting, okay? and right now you have just wasted two minutes of mine.. I'm sure you're going to waste some more, and I'm completely positive that there's no good that's going to come out of this for me... of course that can change, there can be some fun in this for both of us. some fun that'll involve minimal clothing and you could get some good exercise out of it. come on, you can ask other people about me later, i'm sure you'll get some answers.

it's simple as this: she's a bitch

while a lot of people live off the "I'll only be cold with you, if you do something to me" rule, it's the exact opposite for mikayla. with her, the automatic response to people is to be stand off-ish, she can't be bothered with a lot of people, and unless they do something to show that they won't bore her, she'll be cold from the start. this is usually her rule, and the only time it doesn't apply is if she knows from the start that she can get something from the person, or use them in some way. a lot of this has to do with the fact that she's very distrusting, she doesn't think that she can tell a lot of people stuff because she knows that they could find something on her to get her in some more trouble. there's only a couple people that know her well enough, and even then that doesn't mean that she's going to be the sweetest person out there. she craves attention, not from everyone, but from the gang, and if they start to ignore her, her mood is going to be even more foul than it normally is.

she sleeps around so much even if she's taken

yes, it's true that she's dating someone at the moment. and, yes, it's also true that that fact does not stop her from sleeping around. this would either be because she's simply looking for some kind of entertainment, or because she knows that she could get something out of it. the way that she sees it, a lot of guys are easy to mess with due to the fact that once interest was shown in them, they would probably do anything. of course, it works the same, if she were trying to get away with something, knowing that it would be the best distraction. as far as her relationship goes, she believes that it's somewhat justified, considering that the cheating is mutual in their relationship. the only problem is that while she doesn't think it's wrong when it's her doings, she doesn't like the idea of other people cheating on her. mikayla has got a possesive streak to her, one that makes her get into it with people that try to get in the way of something that she wants. sometimes she tries to hide it, but the moment that it starts to get far, the claws are out.

she may be a girl, but she sure as hell can fight

fighting is something that would have to come almost naturally to her considering that she needs it at times for self defense. she has no problem against violence, she's seen enough of it to think nothing of it anymore. it wouldn't be a good idea to cross her, considering that she's not afraid to give up pulling people's hair as defense, and instead, opt to punching them - or using whatever she could make out as a weapon. this includes, and isn't just subjected to high heels - because trust me, as girly as that threat sounds, try getting a nine inch heel thrown at you first. she has a personality that would get her into trouble, and while i've mentioned that she's a fighter, there's times when she gets herself into too much trouble, underestimating her opponents by thinking that they're weaker than they really are. however, just as she wouldn't like to help people out, she does not like receiving it, or asking for help either. she never had a role model growing up and she's never had anyone that she needed to take care of her. she likes it that way.


I would love to see her criminal record

of course she has a criminal record, one that is filled with multiple things. it goes from any kind of driving violation, shoplifting (she has got to get those designer clothes somehow), assault (nothing sexual, at least not her doing). however, the thing is that the file isn't as big as it should be, considering that she's only been caught a few times - obviously none of them have been enough to get her into trouble for too long. she's a fast runner, and she's good at making up lies to explain why she's in a certain situation. you could say that she would make the perfect actress, the way that she could lie to someone's face without a blink of an eye. instead of using the skill as a career, she uses it in her real life, everday experiences instead. the girl takes pride in the fact that she gets away with crime pretty easily.


... i think she might be in my class..?

there is no need to worry about having her as competition as to who could be the teachers pet. she does go to fairview highschool, and she is a senior in the school. however, her attendance has no pattern to it at all. she tends to get bored very easily, meaning that she can't be expected to sit around for a few hours going over textbooks, writing down notes or listening to any lectures. she would much rather be doing something that would give her some kind of adrenaline rush and that usually means that she's out getting into some trouble. the only times that she shows up to school is if she thinks it's the only place that she could find someone that she had to talk to, or if she really had nothing to do at the hour, opting to amuse herself with seeing how long she could last without falling asleep. the only reason she goes in general is just so she could say that got that lovely highschool degree. what she plans to do with it is still unknown.

the past and the present.

bloody hell, did you really have to make me come back here? this is exactly what you would define stalking as, seeing as i don't recall mentioning where you could find me. i don't understand why you literally need to have my entire life story. to start with, i'm not from here, thank god for that. detroit wasn't much better, i wasn't born on the 'right' side of town.. don't give me that oblivious look, you know what that means, i don't have to explain it to you. holy shit, i do, don't i? it means that there was violence going on in that neighbourhood, that people got stabbed right in front of my eye as a kid, and that was normal for me. it was normal because it happened a lot, just like whatever it is that you would call normal right here... would you like to know when my birthday is as well, so you could bring me a fucking birthday cake and presents? that isn't what you're interested in knowing, is it, it's far too simple for you. you want to break down into my past and figure out why i am the way that i am. are you training to be a therapist? because it's no use, they tried to get me into that in grade school, and by the end of it, i'm sure that the doctor didn't want anything to do with me.

oh, you want to know about the people that brought me into this world? i can tell you right now that i was a one night stand, i was the creation of two people that never had any genuine feelings about one another and had a drunken night at the back of some bar. i only know the details because of my mothers drunken ramblings. i will tell you that my father stayed around for a while, almost seven years before he decided that he couldn't take it anymore. from what i recall due to a few random flashbacks, i think - surprise, surprise - that i may have gotten along with him. these random bursts of memories show that i used to wait for my father to come home, right around the door when it was almost time for him to be home from work. but i don't think a lot of it was too genuine, considering that a lot of this had something to do with the fact that he always had some kind of treat for me. however, that was short-lived, he ended up leaving without a second glance. there was no note, no handwritten, heartbreaking apology that would explain why he had to get away. you could assume that he was dead, if it weren't for the fact that half his closet was gone along with the overnight bags and all of his money. never heard from him again, and i've never tried to look for him either. and my mother? she's always been the same, there was always a bottle that was attached to her lips, the only time that there wasn't when child services came along. then she seemed to make herself look somewhat normal. she was selfish in that way, and she's a useless drunk and i was not going to take care of her. not with the shit that she said. so, with my father ditching and my mother was fucking wasted all the time. it's pretty safe to say that i never had any good role models.

i didn't have to deal with her for too long, i had other things that could keep me occupied, i found solutions that would make me happier for a little while. it started in my teenagers years, with shoplifting - don't you dare to try to call cops on me right now, i swear to god you will regret it. it was the only way i could get the clothes that i wanted, which i'll admit were much more expensive than the paychecks that my mother was getting, and it was easy enough, the skills intensified as i grew up. i learned how to fight, i didn't want to be taken advantage of if it wasn't up to me. but, let's get to the important part of this and figure out how i got here. see, i have a group of friends, they're mostly made out of guys: all tough, all sexy, all of us had a lot in common and as we came here, we all needed to get away. i guess i should say that i got in because of my boyfriend. anyway, they were my escape. i'm not getting sentimental right now, they literally were. i got away from my mother, away from that drunken household and went along with them.

so that leads to right now, arriving in bluewater. as i've mentioned, everything is still new. i don't know if the guys are trying harder to fit in, as for me, i can't be bothered with this school stuff most of the time. there must be something interesting to do around here.. why are you giving me that look?please don't tell me that you expect me to say more. i've already said enough. much more than most people get. i mean, the only people that know this much about me are the guys. that's all. now that you've made me speak to you for about half an hour, i'm out of here.

out of character information

What do you go by?
elisha
How old are you?
NINETEEN. finally
How long have you been doing this?
foreverrr.
What timezone are you in?
pacific.
How can we reach you?
pm me or ask for msn.
Who else have you got?
none right now ;]
Canon or Original?
canon, 'sylvia'
Care to show off your skills?

the past week had been hell for steve. he had gone a whole week without talking to ashton, and it had honestly been the week of hell because of that. he had gotten so used to having her in his life, so used to seeing her, bickering with her, kissing her.. hell, the two of them were sleeping together now too. they didn't have a label, in fact they had never actually talked about their relationship status. he knew that a lot of people thought the two of them were dating, the way that they were around each other seemed to make it obvious to everyone that there was something going on there. it wasn't like they were in denial about it either, they had both gone past that stage. for steve, he had known and hadn't ever been afraid to admit, that they had sexual tension. but that was all he saw it as before, he knew that he cared about her but he would never have guessed that those feelings could explode into what it was now. the two of them argued a lot, but ashton could easily be called one of his best friends. they spent so much time with one another, and he didn't get bored with her like he did with a lot of girls. honestly, he couldn't imagine not having her in his life, and up until the past few days he had been doing a good job with making sure that wouldn't have to become a reality that he had to face.

steve was an idiot. anyone would agree with that, whether it was because of something that had happened in the past or for the way that he had acted with ashton the last time he saw her. one of his biggest flaws was the fact that he had a tendency to say things without thinking. yeah, he was charming, but he also had one of the biggest egos out there and he often came off as being a jerk. most of the time, he wouldn't care much about that, but what had happened with ashton wasn't something that he had planned, he wasn't proud of the way their conversation had ended and he hated himself for not trying hard enough. he had lost the one girl that meant everything to him, and it was all because he couldn't say three fucking words. it wasn't his thing, you could say that it ran in the family. up until his older brother had gotten married, steve and his two brothers had been the kind of guys that hooked up with anyone, no commitments added to it. if anyone had ever told him that he would suddenly be falling for someone he would have laughed at them and told them to get their head checked. it was safe to say that steve was a commitophobe, and for a while there it appeared as if he was over that phase since the only girl that he ever hooked up with anymore was ashton. that was commited enough, wasn't it? it wasn't really because ashton had told him that he couldn't, because steve was the kind of guy that could care less if a girl told him to stop his player tactics. in fact, he probably would have cut all ties with a girl if they tried that. but ashton? she was a different case, she didn't have to demand him to stop, he found that he didn't want anyone else. all he wanted was her. he needed her in his life.

with all of that, you would think that he would just suck it up and tell her how he feels. well, actually, he had said them, when ashton had been in mexico he had gathered up the courage to say i love you.. though, that had been on the computer, when she hadn't been in front of him. and then the night at the beach, she had been in front of him and she had admitted her feelings once again. steve, on the other hand, had frozen up and then, like the idiot he was, had tried to distract her. obviously that didn't work and he couldn't blame her for telling him to go away. he couldn't blame her for thinking that the only reason he had said it in the first place was because he had been scared, because she had been in mexico while he had been in southern california. that was the main question, was it because he had been scared? did he only think he was in love with her because he had been scared that he would never see her again? no. he knew he meant it, he knew that 'love' was the only way to describe his feelings for her. he knew that now, and he had known that the night at the beach, yet he never said anything because it scared the hell out of him to say something like that out loud.

his fear was the reason why he hadn't really tried to get a hold of her. there were nights when he would pick up the phone, wanting to hear her voice. or when he would drive by the club just to see her. but he would always put the phone away before he could dial, or drive off before they could see each other. he knew ashton wanted a real answer, he knew she deserved someone that knew exactly how they felt and someone who wasn't afraid to admit it. the thought had occurred to him that she probably deserved someone better, but he was too stubborn for that. he didn't want to let her go, he didn't want to deal with not having her. it was why he was at the beach right now, he had tried the club at first but when he had been informed that her shift was over, he'd gone straight to the beach, knowing that ashton often went there at night. he looked around, before his eyes landed on her. for a moment he stood there, frozen and unsure of what to do. and that was when reflex kicked in and he made his way over to her, realizing that her eyes were closed. not making any noise, he knelt down and gently kissed her, "i.. i'm so sorry ashton.. i know i'm an idiot, just forgive me, please? let me make this right.." he said. his voice low and sounding desperate. he didn't care though, he just needed her to be okay with him.

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